The ship keeps sailing but the lack of destination seems to wear on all occupants.
The natives might end up being jack-of-all-trades; they used colored writing instruments for sketching, tickled the ivories, and performed dish duty adequately. I taught the elder native how to determine the quality of scholarly essays. The younger native has been singing "One Day" from _Les Miserable_. We all cope in our own ways.
Capt C and Capt A are able to converse outside the ship consistently, but the natives clearly want to converse with literally anyone who is not related to them.
Capt A ventured to the Nourishment Leo in a rowboat while I captivated the natives by regaling them a tale of my favorite shabbily dressed, absolutely exhausted, and obviously lycanthrope professor.
Your captains will now explore a Crash Landing On You made from the wilds of Korea.
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